We are awaiting for the horns, of the apocalypse to sound We are the fallen and demised Once we failed to live our lives and died The second coming is close, the dead will rise The end of days is drawing close Apocalypse is here Souls are roaming to the skies and below Death is over we are going home We rise again We rise again We rise again Death will follow, for only those who live We are hollow and have a chance to live We rise again Plague spreads around, silence the majority Entombed people into holes six feet under from the light of day The end of days is drawing close Apocalypse is here Souls are roaming to the skies and below Death is over we are going home The angels cry and its raining from the sky We'll rise again Forsaken souls will walk into this world We rise again We rise again We rise again We rise again